mei chun chan
december 21, 2006
i first encountered you
as a feisty, energetic girl of
sixty-three––
frisky, playful, mysterious––
appearing and disappearing
as if out of nowhere––
leaving gifts of food
for the soul––
pastries, cookies & pudding.
i was born––
the youngest male child
in your life––
in love, open-eyed,
curious, I could not
speak; did not know
how to eat; did not
even have a
name.
yet we wordlessly
understood our
togetherness from the
first.
i am a child of your
blood; the husband of
your middle daughter;
a bowed-headed
member of your
family.
there is much
love between
us––
closer than all the
continents of the
earth––
pure as a dream
of pure
dreams.
fate will not allow
death to come
between
us––
for it is a certainty
that we will
smile together
again.